"Maybe even the sandworms are afraid of the presence on the top of the mountain. ”

Zhang Qingyang came to the front of the team, transformed the rat bone sword into a slender sharp needle, condensed tiny qi and blood balls into projectiles, and projected them into the gravel, sensing the surrounding power fulcrum.

Zhu Yang followed closely beside him, carefully controlling the power to ensure that the power of the beam of light shot out of his eyes was small enough, and the place where Zhang Qingyang pointed out was instantly sintered, ensuring that it would not be collapsed by the shock.

Walking among the rubble, they spent half an hour walking through the mountainside until they reached the relatively intact upper part of the mountain.

If you look closely, you can see that the top half of the mountain stands there in a nearly vertical posture, and the surface of the cliff is smooth and steep like a mirror.

The whole mountain is as majestic as a giant pillar, and it does not look like a natural formation, but is artificially carved.

"With mountains and rivers as sculptures, what kind of existence is this? Zhang Qingyang looked at the mirror-like mountain wall, and a sense of awe arose in his heart.

The six of them rested for ten minutes again, and then Zhang Qingyang used his sword as a spear to quickly climb the broken wall first.

The rest of the people also showed their means to climb to the top, and after the team gathered, they climbed over the last obstacle together, and went up to the top of the mountain, which was a flat stone platform with a diameter of fifty meters, and a half-collapsed building in the center.

Zhao Feiyu smiled from the bottom of her heart: "This is it." ”

A layer of misty light rippled from her body between her words, blending with the rhythm of the aura around her, producing a wonderful magical charm, and as her heartfelt joy bloomed, the whole mountain seemed to come to life in an instant.

This is an extremely mysterious phenomenon, Zhang Qingyang has had a similar experience before, and there is a secret warning in his heart, and he immediately mobilizes the bridge of the heart to communicate with the inner universe, and makes the frog Zen master and the crane Taoist priest ready to send out the Taoist chanting at any time.

At this time, Zhao Feiyu's shining light revealed a sense of sacredness and purity, and there was a mysterious connection between her and the ruins, echoing each other, and she didn't know what information was exchanged, which made her fall into a difficult situation for a while.

The followers of the Rat God Society that Zhang Qingyang encountered, as well as those who were subdued by the Inspiration Goddess, had shown similar self-forgetfulness, and if there was no external interference to remind them, most of them would lose control of themselves and become some kind of puppets and slaves.

He will never allow this kind of result to occur, and he will cautiously use the bridge of the mind to sense Zhao Feiyu's state, as long as he finds signs of sudden change, he will wake him up, even if it ruins some of her chances, he will not hesitate.

The others didn't know why, so they looked over with worried eyes, and saw that Zhang Qingyang was waiting but did not intervene, so they watched patiently with caution and vigilance.

It was just a few breaths, the resonance between Zhao Feiyu and the ruins became more and more coordinated, the information exchange became more frequent and intense, and even formed a visible band of light between the two, and the light instantly merged into one, and then expanded outward and released, spreading and enveloping the entire mountain, and the air bred a sense of arrogance that everyone could clearly sense, strongly repelling them, and wanted to drive them out of this mountain.

Zhang Qingyang clearly sensed that the will was growing rapidly, and its existence was far more powerful and mysterious than his own spiritual power, and he could use his spiritual power to produce strong interference with the material world, and the surrounding environment had changes that were visible to the naked eye......

The bridge of his mind began to vibrate slightly, and the aperture above the heads of the frog Zen master and the crane Taoist priest was already faintly shining, and the brewing clear sound and thunder were about to blurt out.

Suddenly, a terrible roar erupted from the ruins: "Who is it?!Who is going to steal my lord's power?!"

Rumble......!

Several boulders were thrown away, and a figure rushed from the ruins into the air, a pair of bright and dazzling eyes radiated golden light, and the hot and spicy stabbing swept around the six people, and quickly locked on Zhao Feiyu's body.

"Dare not disturb the slumber of my lord, unforgivable, and die!"

Without waiting for Zhang Qingyang and the others to respond, the figure roared again, and the figure disappeared in place in a flash, instantly appearing three feet away from Zhao Feiyu, stretching out a thin and pitch-black claw from the tattered placket and grabbing her head.

"Pro!"

Zhang Qingyang blurted out a loud and broken drink, and the crane Taoist priest in the inner universe pinched the seal and pinched the recipe at the same time, and said the truth, and the bridge of the soul projected the bricks and slammed it firmly on the head of the figure.

This voice contained his spiritual power and secret spell divine power, like a sharp sword rushing straight towards the figure's body and mind, its violent attack was suddenly interrupted, and the claws were only half an inch away from touching Zhao Feiyu's scalp, and it stopped abruptly, frozen in place.

At the same time, Zhao Feiyu woke up with a cold war, his eyes did not wait to see the current figure clearly, and he made a coquettish sound like a reflex, and his arms were staggered with a hundred birds.

The figure was hit in the chest, and flew upside down for more than ten meters with a "bang", smashed into the ruins and splashed a piece of rubble and smoke, and the qi and blood locked by the mantra and secret spell around the body also recovered unimpeded, and with a strange scream, he jumped up again.

However, this time he did not attack, standing on the highest crooked boulder, his burning eyes were as fierce as a wolf, turning back and forth between Zhao Feiyu and Zhang Qingyang, and the afterglow still glanced at the other four vigilantly.

"You ...... Who is it? This is not the place for you to come, retreat quickly, or you will blame the old man for being ruthless!"

The man tried his best to make a majestic and domineering gesture, and kept sending out a strong spiritual arctic impact towards the six people.

However, in Zhang Qingyang's opinion, the strength of this person's spiritual power is extremely limited, let alone himself, even if he is straight, the four of them will not be easily shaken.

He took a closer look at the man, and saw that he was wrapped in a tattered cloth, his tall and thin body leaning forward, with only a pair of eagle claw-like hands and glowing eyes exposed.

However, this person's body revealed another strange life fluctuation outward, Zhang Qingyang couldn't help frowning, his eyes became cold, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Don't pretend, you just came one step ahead of us, in fact, you also want to get the things in there, and you haven't succeeded yet, right?"

The man jumped to his feet as if he had been stung by a scorpion, and screamed, "I am the guardian of the sacrifice of the god of my lord, and my life's mission is to prevent him from being disturbed by you abominable treasure hunters." Get out of here, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!"

"The color is strong and inward, and the words are insincere. Zhang Qingyang's words were sharp, and he shook his head lightly with regret, "You were fascinated by that secret treasure, and you were trapped here and became a thing that is not a human or a ghost, but you still have no consciousness." ”